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She was a simpleton. She laughed and made others laugh around her. Bending over backwards to help folks, remembering to be polite, greet and help when asked and most of the times even when not asked....
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NunTooSoon She was a tease. Sexy, strong, beautiful and a fine tease. He knew it the moment he saw her picture the first time. Of course she had that extra layer of fat hanging off her chin, the cheeks...
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I am Hypnos, the God of Sleep. One would imagine my job to be simple. All I really had to do was to put the humans into a state of slumber, peace and rest. It seems easy enough when you think about it,...
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She never fell sick. It was her sister and her brother who’d fall sick alternately and become the babies, but she was strong as an ox. Her mother would boast to one and all, my first born, she was a...
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To the 19 folks who voted for me at Indiblogger, thank you. (I’ve been out of town since Friday and just saw the results) I can account for about 10 of my regular readers who came forward and let me...
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As always, am trying different things that catch my fancy, and no one including me knows how long any of these fancies last. But enjoy I have learnt, for as long as they last. A repost of an older...
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Hey you, I’ve always been meaning to ask you this: What is that thing that continues to propel someone to keep opening up to the same person? Despite the said confidante not wanting or caring and has...
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She was a delight, he thought. From her giggles to the hearty deep laugh, her coquettish eyes to that curve of her brown lips. The way her chin angled in every picture he’d seen. It seemed natural that...
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standing packed in anticipation brimming a dreamy symphony whispering the same in repetition silencing a misty cacophony waiting yearning pining to awake in the music to dance in the echos to shimmer...
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I want to write. I desperately, passionately and vehemently feel the burning desire to connect. Connect the thoughts in my head to the words that these thoughts should shape into. It should be natural...
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[Fiction] Friday Challenge #219 for August 5th, 2011 Your character walks into a room of people. Everything goes uncomfortably silent and all eyes narrow in on your character. Now keep writing. *** Am...
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A short story I had written a couple of years ago that was lost for a very long time in the drafts. *** I settle into my seat in the A/C first class coach and look at the elderly gentleman across....
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I travel for a living. I spend more time on wheels than on the ground, firm and rooted. It’s a job I’ve grown to love, hate and now I go through the motions with as much apathy I can muster. I had...
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